Follow where the wind blows
West, across earth to sea
To find none, but where all goes
Say that, just you and me
Walk among the red rose
Under the blanket of blue
To ever combine what all knows
Is love, strong and new
Search neither for grace nor beauty
As the eye is fooled well
But look for that of heart’s duty
Resembling a ringing bell
My love for you shall never die
I promise I will be true
For hearts so close could not lie
When they say, “I love you, too.”
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